The sound of Lavender's zipper lowering was deafening, louder even than the frantic thud of her heartbeat. She didn't know why she was so nervous; it wasn't as if she'd never messed around before. Of course, none of those times had been with a girl...with her best friend.

"Is this all right?" Parvati asked as she thumbed the button of Lavender's jeans. Her breathing was heavy, and her beautiful eyes were heated as they looked down at Lavender. Lavender's stomach flipped.